The Paradox

DECEMBER 13, 1979, DOWNFALL STREET.

This young man named Rahul was new to this street, just a week before he shifted his house over here. The sky was dark, dark enough to hide your emotions. The thunder struck the ground and this man on his way to home found a dead body near the park. He urged the police station and that's where he found all the men in security dead. The blood was shattered on the walls and there were bullets around them. The fear was well equipped to take over him and this man-made himself ready for anything and everything which he is going to face.

He made his way to his home so cautiously. Just two lights were there in the street and one of it was useless (not in a working condition). As he crossed the lights, his shadow was prominently seen on the same side where the light was glowing. He had been walking for a very long time but didn't reach his home. Every time he makes up his route in such a way that he ends up in the wrong place. He was confused, totally confused and the streets were so silent. It was silent enough to hear the sound of the AC running in a home which had been locked for the past one week.

Running here and there, he finally reached his home. With immense fear, he rushed inside his home without having the need to unlock the door. It was exactly 9:00 pm as shown by the clock when he entered his room. It was too late for him to sleep and he had to go to work the next morning. He went to his bed to sleep and in no matter of time he woke up and asked to himself, "Was it me who switched on the lights and fan as soon as I entered? It would have been me for sure..who else is going to do that for me...let me sleep now."

The next morning he woke up and felt better. He was ready for his work and when he left his home the clock showed "9:00pm." He made his way to his office and the sunlight puzzled the eyes. The incidents of the last night just passed him. Without any reason, he looked at his watch( an analog watch) and it showed "9:00." The silence, the silence which he witnessed the last night was yet again ready for him to feel it. Suddenly a man, whose face was bleeding came right in front of him and in no matter of time he was gone. Rahul was just shocked but then he ignored him. It wasn't more than five steps and he stopped in the middle. "Wasn't he the one whom I saw last night near the park? I have to find him", said to himself.

Rahul rushed himself in search of the man and without his knowledge, to his astonishment he reached his home. "Well, let me stay in my home rather than going to work today." The incidents which he had come across so far made him think for a while. He entered his room and noticed the clock showing 9:00 pm. "The battery would have drained", said to himself. He washed his face and came out of the restroom and that's where he noticed blood flowing all over his room. RED, A SIGN OF DANGER AND DEATH. He followed the blood path and found someone lying. As he went close to him he recognized that he was the same man, the man who was dead near the park, the man who was caught in the eyes of Rahul the morning. "How did this guy get into my room? Ahhh!!! I couldn't even understand what's going on here..."

Just in a second, he turned the opposite side and again a man was lying dead. Rahul went closer to the body and he noticed the unknown body wearing a red t-shirt, the same shirt which Rahul was wearing last night. "DARLING....WAKE UP...YOU HAVE BEEN SLEEPING FOR A VERY LONG TIME. Rahul woke up in a shock and realized that all these things were a mere dream. He took a deep breath and came out of his bedroom and his clock showed "9:00 am".